HBTY 6243. Early present.
I paint a picture of you, you from my dreams
So brightly,
while you shied away
Only to see, Fleeting smoke
that fades across blue skies
I have wrenched out those kisses, those I stole
So hurriedly,
while the world slumbered
Only to see, a Sliver of breath
That fogs up cold glass
I have traced down the words, the ones you spoke
So gently,
on only some nights
Only to see, Bitter flames
That ravage sweet memories
I think of you.
“Loving is so short,
Forgetting is so long”
and All that was?
Not but seemed
A part of what is our reality
